Speedway

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when Speedway's neon sign flickered on, a delivery driver noticed something strange. The gas pumps glowed eerily in the pre-dawn light, as if they were whispering secrets to each other. Curious, he approached one pump and whispered, ‘What’s up?’ Suddenly, the nozzle twitched like it was nodding. Startled, he jumped back, but then heard a voice from inside: “Hey, bud, don’t be scared—it’s just my old friend Rusty here.” Turns out, Rusty was an ancient pump with a personality—and a love for practical jokes.

2. At midnight, as Speedway’s pumps hummed softly, an exhausted delivery driver yawned and stretched. ‘I wonder,’ he muttered, ‘if gas here fuels cars… or dreams?’ As he filled his tank, a soft glow seemed to fill the car’s interior. Turning on the ignition, he noticed something strange—his headlights illuminated not just the road ahead but also the distant stars above. With a laugh, he drove off into the night, leaving behind a puzzled mechanic who wondered if maybe, just maybe, Speedway sold cosmic gasoline.

3. At closing time, when Speedway’s cash register clicked its final note, a night security guard found an old, dusty bicycle helmet in the employee breakroom. He shrugged it off until, every morning after, he saw the same helmet parked outside the gas station, neatly placed next to the trash can. Finally, one evening, the helmet vanished completely. The guard was puzzled but not worried. Then, two weeks later, he noticed a new bike lock hanging from the nozzle of the gas pump. Curious, he asked around and learned that a delivery driver had been locking his bike there for months—no one ever mentioned it before. Speedway became known as the place where bikes mysteriously appeared and disappeared.

4. At dusk, when Speedway’s pumps glowed like lanterns in the distance, a delivery driver pulled up for gas. Suddenly, over the loudspeaker came a voice: ‘Attention, customers! Your lucky day has arrived—fill your tank, and you might just win a free coffee from our friendly neighborhood barista!’ The delivery driver filled up, crossed his fingers, and waited. A few minutes later, the same voice crackled again: 'And now… congratulations to Mr. Delivery Guy! Enjoy your free coffee!' The whole town erupted into laughter as everyone knew who that was—the quietest guy around. From then on, whenever someone needed a laugh, they’d stop by Speedway for a fill-up and maybe an unexpected prize.